February 14, 2002

Happy Valentines Day!

I remember my early 20's... Valentines Day came and went with a painful consistency: I was always between girlfriends, being dumped, or otherwise Not In The Mood To Be Reminded That Somewhere There Was Romance. On one occasion I was so stressed out I bought myself a plant, with the intent of having SOMETHING upon which to lavish attention.

Scroll forward... I've been married now for nigh on nine years. I have children. No... WE have children. I think I've discovered that more and more there is no "I." My wife and I are definitely a "we." A team. Between the two of us, the sorts of emotional crises that used to just sack us individually are weathered with relative ease. Between the two of us, there's very little within the realm of the possible that is out of reach.

Between the two of us, I think we killed that plant. I can't remember where or when it ceased to be, but it's gone now. I don't miss it.

That reminds me. I didn't buy Sandra any flowers. Oops.